Feng Zhe was silent again, and Yang Ling said, "I'm sorry, you don't want to say it, forget it." ”

"No, I don't know where to start for a while, actually, I really want to talk to people tonight, but the school people are drunk, everyone is noisy, I somehow, nowhere to go, so I came back. ”

Yang Ling looked up at Feng Zhe, and saw that his face was with a touch of sadness, with the vicissitudes of life that were not in line with his age, his eyes were shining brightly in the dark, this gaze seemed to see through his soul from his own eyes, Yang Ling felt like he had been hit somewhere in his heart, his breathing was suddenly a little short, and there was a feeling of dizziness, she felt that she really wanted to understand this fan-like man.

"I see you're not drunk either......" Yang Ling was speechless again.

"That is, the classmates were all staring, their tongues were hard, they walked around corners, and they drew circles in urine, but I just didn't go along with them, but I appreciated their fearless revolutionary spirit very much. ”

Yang Ling smiled again: "You are so good, there must be many girls like you at school, and college life must be colorful." ”

Feng Zhe seemed to be very disappointed when he heard it, and said for a long time: "I only have college, no youth, let alone colorful, I have nothing to do every day, according to the map, otherwise it is chaotic, and it is like a year." ”

Yang Ling was about to burst out, "I live like you for years," but swallowed it in his mouth again.

Xiao Quan shouted loudly and continuously next door, Yang Ling became more and more embarrassed, and wanted to say that you are too pessimistic, but there is still no exit.

Feng Zhe looked at Yang Ling and said, "The world belongs to others, and life is one's own." You think I'm colorful, in fact, I can only cower in this hut that I don't belong to me and think nonsense, you think I'm eloquent, I'd rather be silent all day long, if I can, I'm willing to shut up forever and never say some fancy things to people in exchange for money. I have never been involved in any kind of collegiate debate tournament and the like in these years to show that I am smart and different, I know that I will never and do not have to be the protagonist of that occasion, that all my skills will only be invested in earning some money to improve my poor life, that I may be able to talk at length, and that debates may earn me the respect of others, but will not do me any good in filling my belly. Therefore, my ability to tell divinations has nothing to do with talent, and can only be attributed to a need for survival. I also need friendship, I need friends, but after a long and careful observation, I feel that I can't find someone who can have a deep relationship with each other, and I am very distressed to see that there are a few students from the poor countryside like me who want to get rid of their past selves, and want to try their best to integrate into one or several so-called circles to erase the things called inferiority in their bodies, so as to be able to obtain an aura called nobility, but those people often end up with soap bubbles called vanity, or self-aggrandizement behind closed doors that do not help and lose themselves, I don't think that is really necessary to do that。 I wander around this city, but I feel that I have completely disconnected from the times, and for a few years I have been like a homeless man in this city, and the prosperity and excitement of others and the applause have nothing to do with me. I also longed for the love of a good woman, but I did not know whether my pitiful pride could bear the care of others, and I would examine whether she approached me out of pity or mischievous snooping, for I knew that I could not afford to be hurt. I was nervous and cautious, and I repeated the boring and pale tastelessness every day, perhaps this self-sinking way of life was a necessary or wrong experience of my youth, but I was like a dying beast trapped in the boundless swamp, and I slowly buried myself in the ocean of time, unable to extricate myself and regain the light to redeem myself. ”

Yang Ling looked at Feng Zhe in a daze, Feng Zhe's low and gloomy voice seemed to have some kind of magic to attract her, she couldn't digest and absorb the full meaning of Feng Zhe's words, but she felt that what Feng Zhe would confide in him was indeed a true portrayal of what he had been hiding in his heart but not known.

"He's actually lonely. ”

At this moment, Ling Xiaoquan shouted hysterically as if he was going to die next door, and finally fell silent, and Feng Zhe whispered something at the same time.

Just now, because of the noise next door, Feng Zhe spoke a little loud just now, and the surroundings became quiet, and his voice was quiet, so Yang Ling didn't hear clearly, so she leaned forward and asked softly, "What did you say?"

Feng Zhe didn't want Ling Xiaoquan to hear that he was talking to Yang Ling when he came back, so he also leaned forward, the heads of the two almost touched together, the cheeks were very close, Feng Zhe spoke, and the hot breath in his mouth sprayed on Yang Ling's cheeks, neck, and ears, making her a little itchy, and then her whole body seemed to be infected by this itchy feeling, which was very uncomfortable, but she almost wanted to be intoxicated by this numb feeling and couldn't move.

"Happiness is a young girl who is pursued by many people, she is busy and never wants to stay in front of your door too much, and sadness is an old lady who says she has nothing to do all day, just sits at your door, knits a sweater, and tells you about the past......"

However, Yang Ling didn't hear a word about what Feng Zhe was talking about, she seemed to smell a good smell on Feng Zhe's body, this smell made Yang Ling's eyes sluggish and her heart beat faster, so that she looked at Feng Zhe's squirming lips, and her breathing gradually became short, as if his mouth was not speaking, but spreading an intoxicating spell.

The towel draped on Yang Ling's body was slipped on the bed at some point, and the wide collar of the pajamas could not hide the undulating and beautiful body, Feng Zhe even saw her tall and plump breasts and bottomless ravines, as well as the pair of rice dividends that could not be ignored on the proud breast* peak, which had an extremely strong contrast with her thin and beautiful shoulder blades and clever body.

Yang Ling felt that under Feng Zhe's gaze, the skin of her whole body was hot and red at every millimeter, and her two hands were tightly grasping the sheets on both sides of her body, constantly twisting and stirring, as if she wanted to tear a hole in the sheets, and then bury herself in them.

Yang Ling's whole body had a feeling of suffocation that she had never felt before, she felt that if Feng Zhe didn't pay attention to her expression and didn't respond to herself, she would be with the light, she would faint, or even simply die, so she used all her strength to say, "What are you talking about?"

However, Yang Ling's words were almost none, like the slight sound of petals when a night flower blooms.

Feng Zhe finally recognized the same strange appearance of the beautiful girl in front of him as himself, he hesitated for a moment, confirming that Yang Ling was full of expectations for himself rather than rejection, so he tentatively turned his face sideways, his eyes touched and blended with Yang Ling, and then the two of them looked at each other's lips, and they seemed to be panting like cows, gently, clumsily, kissing together......

……

The last time, Feng Zhe and Yang Ling did it for a longer time, and after the first five or six run-in explorations, both of them slowly became familiar with and fell in love with each other's young and energetic bodies, and more deeply realized the indispensability of men and the indescribability of women.

Finally the fierce battle was over again, and the boundless happiness surrounded the two tightly like a tide, the two staggered their bodies, let the sweat volatilize, and the sky outside the window was already white, Feng Zhe lightly kissed Yang Ling's lips who were curled up in the crook of his arm with his eyes closed, got up and began to dress.

"You rest, I'm going to go to school," Feng Zhe said, his eyes roaming over Yang Ling's beautiful body, and he felt as if he was about to be impulsive again, so he pulled a towel and asked Yang Ling to cover it.

But he saw that there were patches of dark red on Yang Ling's snow-white legs, and there were also red spots on the sheets, so he was stunned.

Yang Ling didn't see Feng Zhe move for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he was ashamed when he saw Feng Zhe's appearance, and he pulled the towel quilt and covered himself, covering his head and not daring to move.

After a while, Yang Ling heard Feng Zhe sitting in front of him, and listened to him say softly: "Yang Ling, we haven't known each other for a long time, but this can't stop the feelings from being generated between us, you know that I like you, and I also understand that you like me, I want to say that there has never been a beautiful, gentle, empathetic and excellent girl like you who let me get close to ...... You don't know my past, that's terrible...... We may all have faced despair, but we are here with hope...... I have a lot to say to you, please forgive me for my incoherent speech, I will go to school for the last time today, I am leaving, this bank card is here, you will get up in a while, and go buy something you need......"

"I have a lot to say to you, wait for me to come back. ”

"I'm leaving, you close the door and get some rest. ”

Yang Ling heard Feng Zhe's footsteps and went downstairs, only then did she pull down the towel that covered her face, her face was flushed, with a happy smile, for a while, she said to herself: "I also have a lot of things to say to you......"

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